So like the old adage goes, “There’s a first time for everything” and to all who read this this is my first time blogging.  Just think, I am having my blogging cherry popped right now as you read this.  I can say that I feel a bit vulnerable at this moment sort of like after I lost my Virginity (acutally that’s a lie…I was drunk and don’t remember how I felt after anymore, but that’s for another post). Anyway, my college roommate and I though we no longer live together (unfortunately, very unfortunately), have continued to talk about our present lives daily through emailing and phone calls.  What we have come to realize over the last 4 years of knowing each other that we are very similiar, almost practically the same person, and that there are few if any females who think or act the way we do in certain situations.  So since this is a post about firsts here’s one about my first college hookups:

Woo Hooo!!! COLLEGE!!! This meant no parents, no rules, and no boyfriend.  I was beyond excited to explore the plethora of cute, smart (I did attend an Ivy League school) college boys that I would be around for the next 4 years.  I won’t lie I even stalked out the freshman on the sports teams at school on the school’s athletic website.  Might as well start scoping out potential hookups or boyfriends while wasting away at home, right?

                Now as for my first hookups of course I violated the golden rule of “Do NOT hookup with anyone on your hallway”.  But for those who know me this doesn’t come as a surprise.  I am the queen of doing exactly as I shouldn’t do.  The first was the cute varsity athlete that lived directly across the hall from me.  We grew up in similar towns in the same state and he was cute what more could I want.  Plus he liked to go out and we both ditched a RA group function together so that we could go out and get wasted. The hooking up reoccurred for maybe a month before it got to the “we are better off as friends”talk, which I was clearly devastated about because in my 18 yo naïve mind I instantly wanted to be his girlfriend.  Despite all of that we basically started a friendship that has thankfully transcended 4 years of college and a slew of post college booty calls (these occurred because we both moved to the same city).  He’s still a good friend of mine and is someone who’s always up for a good time.

                When I wrote hookups in the first paragraph it wasn’t a typo.  I also hooked up with the another boy who lived diagonally across the hallway from me and I don’t remember who was first (oops…the beginning of freshman year was a drunken haze what can I say?).  He was a washed up high school athlete but was in superb shape by the time we got to school.  His was def my first college “one night stand”.  No, we didn’t have sex, but we did get a bit down and dirty on the dance floor and then moved it into a back room to you know, finish things off.  Needless to say THAT was definitely a bit awkward after, but as freshman year went on we became good friends.  Good enough to the point that he NEVER knocked before he walked in my room and definitely saw me naked or barely dressed more than once. 

            So word to the wise, if you’re not awkward about what just occurred, he won’t be awkward either.  Or maybe I was just THAT good and THAT cool that neither of them could find a reason to NOT want to talk to me anymore…haha